Today I played chicken with drunk people in golf carts and got paid for it. My job is awesome. :) I've been on a committee to plan this charity golf tournament for the last several months and one of our goals as a committee was to utilize everybody's strengths and talents. My strength and/or talent is, clearly, being sober. Their talents were drunk driving, drunk dialing and drunk shmoozing. Yikes. The tournament was a success, although I don't think any of the golf teams completed even 9 holes.
In other (wildly important) events: my friends' 2-year old used her big girl potty for the first time, today. If I have to hear about it, so do you. My friends are both extremely gifted, professionally trained musicians and yet they consider this one of their life's greatest achievements. And I know they are not the only ones. Don't most parents feel the same way? What is that about? Is it one of those things I won't understand until I get there?
Eh, whatever. I consider one of my life's greatest achievements to be the roast I made a couple weeks ago. Whoa, was it good.
I leave you with this diptych of my sweetheart and myself. I just noticed that he has black hair and a red shirt and I have red hair and a black shirt. You know, we usually try to coordinate things like that. Most of his shirts are MVNU green or blue, though, so it doesn't always work out...
